ABRZY Rahman - Lord Rahman lyrics

[Intro] They wanna hold me back All my life- They wanna hold me back f** em [Verse 1] Oh you heard that I'm back n***a? ABRZY and I'm f**ing up this track n***a! Go against me? Are you outta your mind do you really wanna die? Boy you must be on crack n***a! Lyrical bullets in my gat, I'ma clap n***as You ain't really running sh** cause I'ma overlap n***as Always been the underdog now watch me the lead the pack n***a Rolling through the city feeling like a young Barak n***a Yeah Young rap god and I'm back in the flesh Do it for my city see I rep Bangladesh And I really can't wait till my dreams manifest like hold up And I made my way f** all these critics they just hate all day Middle finger to everything that they gon' say Give me rappers, give me beats- I'm still gon' slay Like straight up! Don't you doubt that I'm that boy Words are my weapons so a n***a keeps strapped boy Mac boy, rap lord, pumping that trap lord Balling so hard that I finna break the backboards f** all those bullies in that school in Strathmore This for all the kids that used to bully me in Strathmore Don't be acting like this ain't everything you asked for But they just motivate me and remind me why I rap for My flow is so ridiculous The way that I be k**ing it The way that I be drilling b**hes with music they feeling it I'm sicker than some syphilis I paint it just so vivid. sh** They digging my belligerence The haters taste the bitterness I'm sick of all this ignorance They say you couldn't make it you're an immigrant But f** em' cause you know I stay committed with it, get it Every time you turn it up you hear the viciousness And this is me making my claim that I'm about to k** it b**h! [Verse 2] Everyday I'd go to school, find my locker vandalised I just felt like a fool, that sh** left me traumatised Wishing I could stand up to these n***as but I felt so paralysed And every cell in my body was screaming homicide Yeah I say I motherf** them other guys Just like every beat on this album man they gotta die Every single day of my childhood had a lot of strife But now I got a hundred fans and you know that they down to ride If I could back to my 15 year old self I'd tell em' don't be a p**y Go and grab that 45 of your grandfathers shelf and put it to a bully I used to pray to god to make these bullies go away But then I realised god doesn't work that way So maybe if I murder these bullies and plead forgiveness I would see some better days like Everyday at school I'd hear the word terrorist It's ironic I'm about to blow up watch me get it b**h Holler at the boy and forget my competitors Do you roger that like your last name Federer? f** a fake friend they just enemies within n***a Never have your back all they do is just pretend n***a Always felt like sh** before I picked up this pen n***a Then I started rapping- success is the best revenge n***a My mind is a weapon And I rhyme with aggression And I shine and I'm blessing And I strive for perfection And I grind and I'm flexing on these n***as I'ma k**er, keep it trilla flow is iller See I thrive under pressure n***a You know what it is I always push it to the limit You can try to break me down but you can never break my spirit You be b**hin', I be bossin' I'm just grinding, you just gossip You a p**y, you a problem I'ma motherf**ing monster right? [Verse 3] Back like a sequel, on tracks were not equal I'm really in the game while you rap in the bleachers If you say your b**h is mean, I'ma tell you mine's meaner I'm just getting head while sipping on that ribena Back from hiatus Then I say “Hi Haters” Then I flew by haters Cause I'm here for my paper We just mobbing going hard- pumping Meek Milly Every time she hears my music she's wetter than Free Willy Goddam! This the type of album You gon' f** a b**h to, you gon' smoke a spliff to This the type of album That helps you finish reps and make you go hard at the gym to This the type of album That make you feel like kings do, cooler than an igloo You got two seconds on the clock, its up to you to make the shot And this the type of album that help you get the wins through All my life people just doubted me and counted me out But I don't give a f** cause I be so about it g In love with the game and I love the euphoria I'm running this sh** like Oscar Pistorius I've been through some sh**, you know I done see some better days So I pray to God to make my cloudy skies go away But I ain't going no where cause a young n***a here to stay I put that on my life, put that on my Grandmama grave The throne is for the taking Watch me take it, it be vacant Watch me make it, watch me slay it I be feeling like the greatest I've been hated all my life I guess my karmas just amazing I'ma take it to another level talking super saiyan n***a Shout out to the fans they been patient, they been waiting For me to come with a hit again and get the streets blazing It's your boy ABRZY all I do is dream chasing, keep chasing And I really cannot wait to say that “n***a we made it” [Outro] All winter man, All winter I just look around- Tiger Tribe, All Winners Working all winter, just to f** the summer up And I bet by the end of it, I'll feel like I ain't done enough That's just the result of being humble yet I'm hungry for that cream Trying to be the greatest that my countries ever seen Tiger take-over You don't want that drama b**h it's Lord Rahman!